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Day Three—WDW

Well, day three finds us at Port Orleans, the French Quarter, in Walt Disney World. We arrived about three, and it has been a wonderful day since. After checking in, unloading the car, and changing clothes, we took the water taxi down the Sassagoula River to Disney Springs. After a couple of drinks at the House of Blues, we arrived at Wolfgang Puck’s for our 6 o’clock dinner reservation. We were seated by the imagewindow, had a lovely waitress, Lindsay, as our server, and had a fabulous dinner from soup to nuts! Great meal, great

Green drinks at HOB pre dinner

location, great server, and great food, and even a 20% Disney Retiree discount. A perfect evening! But, today’s story is not about Walt Disney World, about the sweat shirt I bought at Disney Springs with my 35% Disney Retiree benefits, about the great sax player we listened to in the Scat Cat’s Club, or about the great discussion we had with Kay, formerly from Long Island, and now a memeber of the Disney reception staff. No, today’s story goes back a state.

My snow bird cousin, Jeannie’s husband Walt, suggested that before we left Georgia, we stop at exit 3 on I-95 and gas up at a cheaper rate, and that’s exactly what we did this morning. Gas was $1.69 a gallon, and a whole tank for the Sonata cost about $20. My tale starts after I was done, when a gentleman walked up to me and asked what part of New York we were from. When I said, Long Island, he asked where, and when I said, Mineola, he said, “so if I go down Jericho Turnpike it will become Jamacia Avenue, and I’ll be in Queens”. He was allegedly from Brooklyn.

Before I knew what was happening, he was spraying some cleaning product on Susie’s car, showing me what a great job it did on the paint, on the windows, the chrome, and even the wheels. He cleaned off Love Bugs from the front bumper, shined the grill, and made the headlights sparkle! The pitch was that buying the product supported Breast Cancer Reasearch, but beside that, the products seemed to really do a good job. Well, one thing led to another, and he showed me a product for tires, cloth, leather, and for all I know, cleaning the toilet! The bottom line, I am now the owner of $107 worth of excellent car cleaning products! Need any cleaning help? (Susie said she was sorry she forgot to pack my tee shirt with the “S” on the front…Sucker!)